Turning Leaves and Turning Inward

I notice the opinions are mixed on who likes or doesn’t like the transition of summer into fall. In Ohio, the movement is rather dramatic. But I want to talk about a change that takes place that I particularly look forward to as tree leaves color and drop, pumpkins sit in almost every yard and temperatures cool.

I turn inward, where I write best.

The outside noise quiets down. Nighttime descends early. These enticements encourage me to retire to my desk or easy chair, open up the keyboard or pull out the paper and pen and write.

It may be why a lot of artists work into the night when they create. There’s less interference from the outside world.

Wrapped up in silence and darkness, the imagination journeys into areas that must be captured in print.

DSC00077          From there, stories are born.